weekend and such
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sabineFriday - I took the morning as a half sick day. I got some stuff done from home, but was mostly so I could sleep in and then keep an eye on Emi and Ox while Downwood went to the dentist. Friday afternoon was BusyBusyBusy, mostly with back to back meetings and trying to get through some of the things that fell by the wayside while I was traveling. Got home late and was very tired.
Saturday - Got to sleep in a bit (7! Woo!), then worked on getting things picked up a bit. We had to clear the kitchen table of random junk, put the leaf in, and get things swept. Then, I spent some time trying to come up with a bit of an adventure for my Scion players. I was despairing and bemoaning my tragic lack of creativity and feeling like a hack and finally resorted to flipping through old pages to see if anything was there. I found something, did a little research, and decided it was a genius idea and all would be well.
We ordered pizza and we spent some time recapping. When it came time for me to monologue a bit to set the scene and all, I went to get a prop. You see, way back on Halloween, we had a drunken conversation discussing how Carmen Sandiego (my costume) and Waldo (Downwood's costume) would play in a Scion game. I decided it was time to pull that in.
So the players found a mysterious red-hatted woman in their hideout. Only one PC had the cultural background to get the reference and the player had him go Complete Fanboy. It was charming and adorable. Though they probably shouldn't have gone along with it, there was a heist and there was a distraction that probably left everything pinned on them, along with some dead bodies. The PCs don't know what she was there to steal and they don't know why she chose them. I'm not sure why they trusted (sort of) an unknown Demigod Scion (of Loki), but there you have it. This may come back to bite them.
Also, near the end of the session, I finally found a bad guy that could actually damage the heroes before being obliterated. There was a thrown motorcycle that got flung back at the thrower and other violent actions. The PCs limped away and got to the starting point for their next jaunt.
After game, after people left, I was in a deep fog. Just totally out of spoons and People Points. I snuggled the kids, read them books, and drew pictures with Emi. Not much brain, no attention span, and didn't really want to interact on an adult level.
Sunday - As usual, all the laundry. I was still in a fog for most of the day, but surfaced a couple of times. We watched the new episode of Mythbusters as a family (with popcorn!). I completely emptied my To Be Hemmed pile (I KNOW, RIGHT?!?!). Both kids got in trouble a couple times and kicked off of screen time despite protests.
I tried to play GW2 a couple times, but can't open the game. I get an anxiety panic attack at the load screen. It doesn't make a lot of logical sense, but there it is. It's mostly a feeling of pressure - that if I don't do certain things, or in a certain way, or something else, that I'm doing it wrong. That I need to do it right. That it's not a fun thing, but a thing that I need to have goals and I need to do the right things and only the right things to get to the right goal.
I read some, but mostly just did laundry, refereed kids, and existed in a bit of a fog.
Today - I have no idea. I've been easily distracted today, but have gotten some things done. I just still feel in a fog. Bleah. Kind of sad to not have dance tonight. I should find some replacement exercise - maybe I'd feel better.
Tomorrow is going to be no fun. I have a therapy app't in the middle of the day and that doesn't make the rest of the afternoon go well. Drat it all. Sigh.
Saturday - Got to sleep in a bit (7! Woo!), then worked on getting things picked up a bit. We had to clear the kitchen table of random junk, put the leaf in, and get things swept. Then, I spent some time trying to come up with a bit of an adventure for my Scion players. I was despairing and bemoaning my tragic lack of creativity and feeling like a hack and finally resorted to flipping through old pages to see if anything was there. I found something, did a little research, and decided it was a genius idea and all would be well.
We ordered pizza and we spent some time recapping. When it came time for me to monologue a bit to set the scene and all, I went to get a prop. You see, way back on Halloween, we had a drunken conversation discussing how Carmen Sandiego (my costume) and Waldo (Downwood's costume) would play in a Scion game. I decided it was time to pull that in.
So the players found a mysterious red-hatted woman in their hideout. Only one PC had the cultural background to get the reference and the player had him go Complete Fanboy. It was charming and adorable. Though they probably shouldn't have gone along with it, there was a heist and there was a distraction that probably left everything pinned on them, along with some dead bodies. The PCs don't know what she was there to steal and they don't know why she chose them. I'm not sure why they trusted (sort of) an unknown Demigod Scion (of Loki), but there you have it. This may come back to bite them.
Also, near the end of the session, I finally found a bad guy that could actually damage the heroes before being obliterated. There was a thrown motorcycle that got flung back at the thrower and other violent actions. The PCs limped away and got to the starting point for their next jaunt.
After game, after people left, I was in a deep fog. Just totally out of spoons and People Points. I snuggled the kids, read them books, and drew pictures with Emi. Not much brain, no attention span, and didn't really want to interact on an adult level.
Sunday - As usual, all the laundry. I was still in a fog for most of the day, but surfaced a couple of times. We watched the new episode of Mythbusters as a family (with popcorn!). I completely emptied my To Be Hemmed pile (I KNOW, RIGHT?!?!). Both kids got in trouble a couple times and kicked off of screen time despite protests.
I tried to play GW2 a couple times, but can't open the game. I get an anxiety panic attack at the load screen. It doesn't make a lot of logical sense, but there it is. It's mostly a feeling of pressure - that if I don't do certain things, or in a certain way, or something else, that I'm doing it wrong. That I need to do it right. That it's not a fun thing, but a thing that I need to have goals and I need to do the right things and only the right things to get to the right goal.
I read some, but mostly just did laundry, refereed kids, and existed in a bit of a fog.
Today - I have no idea. I've been easily distracted today, but have gotten some things done. I just still feel in a fog. Bleah. Kind of sad to not have dance tonight. I should find some replacement exercise - maybe I'd feel better.
Tomorrow is going to be no fun. I have a therapy app't in the middle of the day and that doesn't make the rest of the afternoon go well. Drat it all. Sigh.
